Neither had success as yet affected their boyish simplicity and the frankness of old frontier habits; they played with their new-found riches with the naive delight of children, and rehearsed their glowing future with the importance and triviality of school-boys. "I've bin kalklatin'," said Dick Mattingly, leaning on his long-handled shovel with lazy gravity, "that when I go to Rome this winter, I'll get one o' them marble sharps to chisel me a statoo o' some kind to set up on the spot where we made our big strike. Suthin' to remember it by, you know." "What kind o' statooWashington or Webster?" asked one of the Kearney brothers, without looking up from his work. "NoI reckon one o' them fancy groupsone o' them Latin goddesses that Fairfax is always gassin' about, sorter leadin', directin' and bossin' us where to dig